Anger as soon as fed is dead- Tis starving makes it fat.

Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Profession: Poet
Nationality: American


Anger as soon as fed is dead- Tis starving makes it fat. Emily Dickinson

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The career of flowers differs from ours only in inaudibleness. I feel more reverence as I grow for these mute creatures whose suspense or transport may surpass my own.

That Love is all there is, is all we know of Love.

Life is but life, and death but death! Bliss is but bliss, and breath but breath! And if, indeed, I fail, At least to know the worst is sweet. Defeat means nothing but defeat, No drearier can prevail!

Until you have loved, you cannot become yourself.

Harm is one of those things that I always mean to keep clear of, but somehow my intentions and me don't chime as they ought, and people will get hit with stones that I throw at my neighbor's dogs...

Love is Immortality.

I notice where Death has been introduced, he frequently calls, making it desirable to forestall his advances.

There's nothing wicked in Shakespeare, and if there is I don't want to know it.

Opinion is a fitting thing but truth outlasts the sun - if then we cannot own them both, possess the oldest one.

I would have drowned twice to save you sinking, dear.

The soul should always stand ajar.

To shut your eyes is to travel.

If fame belonged to me, I could not escape her; if she did not, the longest day would pass me on the chase, and the approbation of my dog would forsake me then. My barefoot rank is better.

I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea; Yet know I how the heather looks, And what a wave must be. I never spoke with God, Nor visited in Heaven; Yet certain am I of the spot, As if a chart were given.